It was already late at night, and Lulu and yang Feng alighted from the carriage.
"It's bad for the stomach to eat too much dry food. There's a eatery by the road. Go down and have some hot soup." Yang pinfeng had brought many people along the way, and now most of the world's wealth was in his hands.
He valued his own life.
Besides, Lulu's life was much more valuable than his. He couldn't afford to let anything happen to her.
"It's a good thing we escaped quickly. If His Highness finds out, we won't be able to leave the city." Yang pinfeng and the others alighted from the carriage, feeling their entire bodies aching and weak. However, Lulu walked in a hurry and did not allow her to rest.
A small lamp was lit in a small eatery on the side of the road.
A pair of lanterns were hung on both sides of the eatery, swaying in the wind.
Steam was rising from the pot, and a fragrant aroma could be smelled.
